Fred And George Weasley Quotes Novels & Stories

George, let's take a selfie. I asked loudly, "Why the hell is she so... weird?" George cursed, "What the fuck!" Siya said, "Please baby let's take a cute selfie." I called out, "George." George replied, "Yes, Cristill." I asked him rudely, "Can't you just take a selfie with her? Are you blind? A selfie won't hurt. Atleast not the way she is hurting my head. As I really don't think she will let us talk about anything till you take a selfie with her. Can't you get the fact? Or are you as dumb as her.

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

I make sure to emphasise the ‘miss’ and blow her a kiss as I walk away, leaving her with a very sour look on her face. I make it outside before I turn around to face my brother who had followed me out. “That was wholly unnecessary.” George said, though I could see the proud smile forming on his face. “She started it.” I pouted like a child. “She’s old.” He started to say. “So she should know better.” I cut him off. “People that age are known to be crass. You can’t get into verbal spats with every nasty person you come across, you’ll exhaust yourself.” He chided.

Jennifer strode in, and asked in an incredulous tone, "What's going on here?" "Ms. York, I didn't force them to do this. They volunteered! Can't help it, their hospitality knows no bounds." Frederick shrugged, looking unruffled. Then, he spread his arms and said, "Pour the water for my foot wash down the toilet later. Quit drinking it in secret! It's useless!" "Something touched by the aura of a big shot can't be useless, Boss! At least it'll make us one-thousandth as magnificent as a big shot!" the group replied happily.

Fred asked and Greg shrugged him off. “I cannot believe you forgive her after everything she has done to you. That you are chasing her, even. It makes no sense. Are you sure the girl isn’t using some enchantment?” Greg asked. “There is an enchantment at play, Greg. It’s called love. You should try it sometime. Maybe it’ll melt your stone cold heart,” Fred advised “She is a fucking witch!” “Enough!” I intervened, my hand fisting on the table. “You will not say anything bad about her ever again, understand?”

Carson gave me a little pout. "Ok, I was thinking about Harry Potter and what he would have done in a situation like that, so I pointed the stick and yelled EXPELLIARMUS!" Everyone froze, Declan's mouth hit the table. Cleo and Gerry were giving me the 'what the fuck' look. Carson was the first one to topple over with laughter. "Fuck Luna. You are one crazy girl, you're lucky you're Gidian's mate or else you would have been a goner." He continued his laughter.

George wiped away the hot sweat that dripped out from his face to his chest, then said, “I don’t know where to start from. This story is one of the weirdest that I could have ever heard. I’m freaking speechless. “ He leaned on his car as he wept bitterly then Frederickson quickly deduced that it wasn’t the right time to query him. So he asked him to enter the car so that he could drive him home. “Get into the car, bro, let me take you to my home.” George shakily entered as he continued to weep until they alighted at Fredrickson’s abode. “You look very defeated. You need to cheer up, please. Do not let my son find out your state. Come on now, let’s get in and again, wear new smiles.” Fred sna

"What made him so special to you?" Freda's eyes sparkled with affectionate remembrance. "Ralph was the most handsome, caring, and passionate wizard I had ever known," she replied, a soft smile playing on her lips. "But he was not just a source of love and companionship. He was also my guide in the world of magic, my teacher and confidant."

"In books I have travelled,not only to other worlds, but into my own " I abruptly slammed the brakes . Samuel got up with a start from the backseat and Scar continued with her rhyme "Jingle bells, umbridge smells, losers go away. Draco's hot Voldemorts not, Hogwarts all the way hey!!" Sam and me turned our heads towards scar simultaneously. We looked at her for a while , she stopped singing and Sam was the first to break the silence

“You don't stop when you are tired or frustrated, you stop when you are victorious,“ he said. “You saw read that somewhere, didn't you?” “Doesn't matter.” “George, believe me when I say I understand, but this is beginning to look hopeless.” “We can do this, we just have to keep trying.” I walked to the fridge in the kitchen, brought out a soda and poured it down my throat. “Look, I appreciate the positivity and everything, but it isn't really helping." A thought came across my mind. Maybe I had to practise magic more. . . on other things beside just reciting a particular spell over and over again. I immediately told George about my new idea.